Restoration Ministries

It’s been 11 weeks since I have been in church – maybe it will sound better if I say it’s been 11 weeks since my mom died, and I haven’t had the courage to go to church.   I am neither angry with God, nor disappointed or in some sort of action against God. I just could not get myself to go to church – purely because I was afraid.   Afraid of falling to pieces once I let go … It’s the moment when I surrender during worship to my Saviour. It’s that electrifying connection with God Almighty – and it’s during these moments that I let go of whatever seems to trouble my soul;   the worries, heartaches, the disappointments, the anger, the guilt, the shame … In those intimate moments it’s just me and my God. The One who can saves me from it all…the One who truly understands me and the One who only can edify me, love me tenderly – the way my soul and spirit longs for, the only One who forgives me unconditionally. Since the day I gave my broken and bruised heart to Jesus I have expe

“I will never be the same; Love has called my name, from the ashes I rise to proclaim: Your love is undefeated, forever You will reign, Justice has won again. Love has a voice, Love has a name: Jesus, Jesus.....”   I am at the office, working, whith earphones tightly plugged into my ears, worshiping the most High God. How did I go from not having time for God, to singing for my King every day? How did I transform from a broken person with empty hands, to a perfect creation of the All Mighty Living God. I am new, because Love had called my name in April 2009. My story starts many years before that..... I started smoking and drinking when I was only 12. My parents were divorced that year and it was during that divorce when things got rough with very little adult supervision. I had an older sister and ended up tagging along with her and I started doing these things for acceptance and in a way, I had to participate to ensure I would not tell on the wrong doing